Re: A Recipe for Disaster « Reply #165 on Sept 29, 2009, 1:51am »
"Well, you could finish the booze and chase it down with some more coffee. Problem solved." Rina said, putting her feet up on the opposite chair under the table. She threw her arm over the back of her chair and craned her neck , looking around the room. "What's taking Dante so long? It's not like there are a lot of rooms he needs to check, just three."
Re: A Recipe for Disaster « Reply #166 on Sept 29, 2009, 2:04am »
Hope looked at the glass that held the whiskey. There was only a little left. So, she took Rina's advice and finished the glass and then went back to the coffee.
Going to be feeling this in the morning. She suspected.
She was feeling relaxed and when Rina mentioned Dante she thought it was funny.
"Maybe, there's secret compartments on this ship. That we don't know about. After all, I can't figure out how all those people are staying on the lower level. Then we have those people that seem to just be coming out of the woodwork." she breathed a laugh. "And it would explain where Morse's crew went. And why I've not seen most of them."
OK, now she was just talking to talk. So, either she was drunk or nervous but, at the moment, she didn't feel nervous. She forgot all about the earlier question asked to Rina.
"You know what, I bought when I was in Persephone?" she asked, completely changing the subject.
Re: A Recipe for Disaster « Reply #167 on Sept 29, 2009, 3:12am »
Rina noticed the flush creeping across Hope's complexion and judged the other woman's sobriety was crumbling fast. Not long now, Rina thought. Be putting her to bed in a minute. Which wouldn't go too badly with her plan to go look for Sasha, once Hope was stashed safely away in her cabin.
"Haven't a clue. What did you buy while you were on Persephone?" Rina asked, to kill the ten minutes she had left before heading below decks, ten minutes before she rousted Dante and took him with her as backup. She grinned. "The Docks are so huge, you could have bought anything from hamsters to hand grenades and it would have been perfectly possible."
Re: A Recipe for Disaster « Reply #168 on Sept 29, 2009, 3:23am »
"Well, it wasn't a hamster or a hand grenade..though the hamster might have been cute." she sipped her coffee. "A tool kit in which all the tools fold down. Engineering tools. I just had to buy it. Even if it might be a while before I can use it."
She finished her coffee and eyed the whiskey but her stomach was starting to protest so she held off. Besides, she wanted to be there when everyone came back from the meeting.
"You know, I wonder how much longer they are going to be at that meeting?"
Re: A Recipe for Disaster « Reply #169 on Sept 29, 2009, 3:49am »
"Cat food. You ask me, that's all hamsters are good for," Rina grinned. "Though in a pinch, they don't make half-bad hors d'oeuvres. Some people will eat anything if you put it on a cracker and slap a sprig of parsely on it." She sipped her coffee and lowered her mug. "As for the tool set, I wouldn't mind seeing that sometime."
Rina looked aft at Hope's query about the meeting, and she shrugged to hide her impatience. How long does it take to tell a bunch of people they're heading into trouble? Longer than she thought, apparently. And there wasn't any doubt in Rina's mind that it was trouble. Shaylx didn't strike Rina as a particularly soft woman, bent on particularly soft business. Anybody crewing with her would more than likely be involved in something hard, fast and dangerous.
Had Rina been with her old crew on her old ship, she'd be tempted to take on a job that fit that description. But she wasn't and right now, she didn't. All she wanted was to get a bead on what was going down, with Paquin approaching and her options dwindling. She still had a chance to get out of this with her skin intact but for that, she'd need more intel. Which meant pumping Sasha the minute Rina could get away and get the woman alone.
"Who knows?" she said aloud to Hope in response to her question. "That's part of the fun, isn't it? Not knowing what's going to happen, everything being just one big surprise?"
Rina was just making up inanities now, just waiting for the moment to leave. Hope wasn't going to last much longer, she reckoned. And perhaps she was open to suggestion. Rina put a little concern in her expression and tone.
"Are you okay? You're not looking too good," Rina asked, noting that Hope really was looking a little paler, getting a little shakier, the longer she sat there at the table. "Maybe you should lie down."
Re: A Recipe for Disaster « Reply #170 on Sept 29, 2009, 4:02am »
"Personally, I've had enough surprises for the day." Hope said.
Her body was feeling a bit tired and shaky. And Rina must have noticed because right then she heard the other women say that Hope wasn't looking to good and she might want to go lie down.
Her thoughts of staying up for everyone to come back went out of her mind with each passing moment and she was in agreement. She figured she wouldn't be down long anyway, nightmares tended to get in the way of long sleeps.
"Yeah, I think I should to," Hope responded. "I'm just not sure if I can make it to the door."
Re: A Recipe for Disaster « Reply #171 on Sept 29, 2009, 5:12am »
"Nothing simpler," Rina said and rose to help Hope to her feet.
Hope accepted Rina's help and managed to get up.
Rina dispensed with the crutch, the thing being too much trouble to bother with. Instead she draped Hope's arm across her shoulders and supported the woman into her quarters. It was the work of a minute to get her inside and on the bed. As Hope settled, Rina ducked back outside and grabbed the crutch and put it within Hope's reach.
"There. You need anything else? I'd suggest a long drink of water before you crash. Otherwise you'll feel it come morning."
"Water sounds good, actually." Hope replied. The room wasn't excately spinning but seemed more like it had a slight tilt. She put her hands on the bed to keep herself from falling over. Despite her state, her injured hand protested and she quickly moved it.
"Stay put. I'll get it." And suiting action to word, Rina left for the galley and did just that. She got the biggest damned glass she could find and filled it, and brought it back. First a bodyguard, now a nursemaid. Life's a crazy bitch, sometimes. Still... Rina gained Hope's bedside and held the water out to her. "Here. Drink it slowly. If you can't finish it, just put it to the side. It'll be there when you wake up."
"All right, I'll do that," Hope took a sip of the water and held it for a second "Guess it won't surprise you now, if I tell you I get nightmares. Being my roommate just thought you should know. " Hope looked around the room for a second. "I mean..I guess you'll be my roommate if they ever bring in those hammocks."
Rina sank internally. Damned details will bite you in the ass every single time, gorrammit. Aloud, she said, "About those hammocks... I don't think they're coming. Would you mind awfully if you shared that mattress? It's big enough for two and I promise not to hog the covers. It's just that...." And here Rina gave in and confessed. "It looks awfully cushy and I've been sleeping rough for a while now."
She breathed a laugh and looked down at her toes.
"God, listen to me, whining for a soft bunk like a candy-assed princess from the Core. Look, if you're too squicked over it, I'll just drag some cushions off the club chairs out there and doss down on them in here."
Hope laughed a bit at that."Nah, if you can handle sleeping in the same bed as me. I can handle sleeping in the same one as you. And I'll try to not hog the covers or the pillows either, " she sipped some more water.
"Thanks. It's gracious of you to offer, after I was rude enough to ask," Rina sighed, relieved. "I'll get going so you can sleep. Back in a bit."
Rina paused at the door controls, plugged in a request for a lock code and received it. Rina memorized the string, then punched it in.
"I'm locking this behind me," she said, tapping the code on the display to bring it to Hope's attention. "I've got the code, but verify who's on the other side before letting anyone else in, okay?"
Hope could see the code and stuck in her brain. "Ok," was all she said.
"Good. Get some sleep. I'll be back in a bit." Rina nodded once and left, closing the door after her. She listened for the click of the lock and hearing it, she released a pent breath.
One down, one to go. God, why does finding out what's going on have to be so gorram complicated?
"Dante?" Rina called as she strode for'ard for the cabin next door. "You done stashing your stuff yet?"
Re: A Recipe for Disaster « Reply #172 on Oct 11, 2009, 10:45pm »
Thad stepped through the dread portal into the galley, he saw the back of Marina's retreating form and smiled to himself before sliding down into a seat around the table, he looked for the back end of his booze but couldn't see it immediately in sight, he rubbed some aspects of tiredness from his face, the wrinkles of it fading under the friction from his hand, times like this his mind flickered randomly, and they settled on Kira, there was something that he wanted to know about the secretive woman, and one that he would hopefully get later on, but for now he had to just survive after one of the longer days he had taken in in a while, he called down the corridor, "'ey Marina you headed to the sack yet!"
Re: A Recipe for Disaster « Reply #173 on Oct 13, 2009, 3:48am »
" 'Ey Marina, you headed to the sack yet!"
Rina heard Thad's query at her back and ceased her search for Dante with a grimace. She schooled her expression to something more pleasant and turned around to face the man.
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